It was youth Sunday at my oldest son’s church and there sitting at the drum set is Joe! He didn’t grow up playing the drums. He started as an adult. As a matter of fact, he started in band playing the clarinet and switched to tuba his second year. I had never heard him drum before…he has great rhythm!

Then it was time for him to preach. I sat in wonder as I listened to “my boy” speak so articulately and engaging everyone in the room.

I was thinking how strange and wonderful it was to flip from being his teacher as he was growing up, to him becoming mine! Our adult children have so much to teach us as they grow into their gifting and who they are.

I look forward to the things I can learn from and what lies ahead on this journey with my three sons.

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Deanna Sturgeon lives in Michigan with her husband of 30 years. A mother of three boys and three grandchildren, she loves spending time with her family and friends, camping, lounging at the beach, and reading. She is learning to embrace what wild Jesus has for her through love, dreams, hope and laughter.nbspnb
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I love it! My brother, now at ages 68 (he) and almost 60 (me), and recently retired, wound up being my pastor too when I moved to where he is. He wore both hats well, i’m sure your son will as well. Rather than complicating things, it was actually easier and meant so very, very much.